Saturday, December 19, 2009

Snippets of Randomness

Today's Saturday - so we're doing "Saturday Snippets" - just random bits and pieces because that's how my Saturdays usually roll - random bits and pieces of activity & non-activity until before I know it, the whole day is gone.

I was feeling pretty “merry” until yesterday afternoon when my credit card bill came. Ouch. Now I’m needing some spiked eggnog to get back into that merry mood. Not to mention, our personal property & real estate taxes are due by Dec. 31. With two houses, that’s a lot of freakin’ taxes.

Yesterday's blog was about "Aunt Janice" and the day my sister was born 40 years ago. Last night, we attended a surprise Birthday party for my sis - and who should walk in but Aunt Janice. I hadn't seen her in years - that was too freakin' funny that I had just blogged about her. She still scares the hell out of me.

Two weeks from today, I leave for an 8-day mission trip to Jamaica. Am I ready? No. Who plans a mission trip a week after Christmas? I can only do so much – I can’t even begin to wrap my mind around packing for the Caribbean right now. Shorts? Shoot – I’m wearing long thermal underwear right now. I couldn’t begin to tell you where I packed my shorts during the move. I couldn't begin to tell you the last time I shaved my legs. Yeah, I know - TMI - but - I'm just sayin....I'd better get my butt in gear here soon and get ready for this mission trip.

My new house came with central vac. I got my courage up to use it the other day – and all I can say is, Wow. It’s almost better than sex. It’s that good. I may soon become addicted.

Speaking of addictions, I wish I wasn’t allergic to wine. My husband gets a box of wine every month – and the other day, he received a chocolate dessert wine. How cruel – all I can do is salivate at just the idea of it.

I have never seen so many cologne/perfume commercials in my life lately. Every other commercial is touting a fragrance – and some of them are just downright x-rated. I cover my eyes & my daughter’s eyes when they come on.

My 16-year old son is driving me nuts because of his reluctance to look for a job. I only want him to work about 10 hours a week – just so he can be a little responsible for his gas & insurance for his car. He will soon be handing me the keys back if he doesn’t get his butt in gear and get a job.

Last night, overheard from my 10-year old daughter in the back seat: “Look – “Waffle House.” I wonder what they serve there?” She said this in all seriousness. I lost it in the front seat.

Heading to a wedding tonight...a year ago, when I was in Jamaica for last year's mission trip, the bride-to-be was my roommate for the week - what a sweetheart. We spent many hours at night talking about the wedding - and here it is - finally! She's a great girl and I love her to pieces, like she's my own daughter. Should be fun. I love weddings. I love the cake. I love the food. I love the love. Okay - enough - now it's getting downright sappy. No sappy on Saturday.

4 comments:

I am actually against my daughter getting a job. She's been trying to get me to sign a work permit wince she was 14. But she's involved in a lot of extra curricular activities, and is in advanced learning classes, and I want her to keep her gpa up. She'll be taking college courses starting next month, and I just don't see how she's going to handle it all successfully if she also gets a job. But I am sure your son probably won't get a job unless you DO take the keys away, so maybe you ought to just go ahead and do it. lol

Yes, AJ - if my son were like your daughter - it'd be different...but he wants to spend 99% of his time on his video games or watching ESPN. Not studying - not doing extracurricular activities - other than baseball.

When it's baseball season, he can't work - but I think he should be working a little in the off season - rather than sitting on his butt all the time.

My blog actually started out with the title of "Confessions of a M.A. D.Q." - and my real-life friends all said it needed to be changed to "Adventures of a M.A.D.Q." - as my life has always been very adventurous - sometimes of my own doing; sometimes not!